My lovely Molly,
Your interest in learning about my childhood warms my heart, even if you did sneak away to watch home movies with Mycroft. Of course, I am enjoying the holiday season with you. I never told you this, but I was secretly please you had decided to attend the party John threw in 221B that year, despite the fact I had myself believing you were interested in someone other than me. I love seeing you smile and laugh as you converse with my family. You've even managed to get Mycroft to enjoy himself.
I don't mind you coming with me to see Eurus again. I think it would be good for her as she seems to have taken a liking to you. For you to say that you would still love me even if I wasn't gifted with such intellect is a comforting thought. I enjoy being different but there were times in my life that it kept me isolated from everyone. I just hope you don't consider yourself to be 'normal.' You are beautifully unique and I love every quirk you have.
I'll never forget the way your eyes shined when you woke me up this morning. We spent some time snogging quite a bit; a perfect way to begin Christmas. I would have gladly spent hours holding you in my arms but my mum insisted on us gathering in the sitting room. Of course, I didn't mind too much as I've been anxious all week to give you your gift. I may have mucked up the actual words I had prepared when you opened it but it seems I did not do too badly. You did accept my proposal after all. I'm still processing that we're actually engaged; that you are now my fiancée. My heart feels as though it may burst.
You had told me we would have to wait until we get back to Baker Street before I could have my gift. I did not realize you had remembered my father's allergy, but it is a good thing that you didn't bring the pup here. Thank you, sweetheart. I have always wanted a dog of my own. You are very kind. I believe Mycroft rather loved our gift for him. Oscar Wilde has always been his favourite. It was enjoyable to help with Christmas dinner as I hadn't done it since I was a boy. I did like the biscuits you had made; they were delicious.
After dinner, you had asked me to take a walk with you, as it had been snowing blankets all evening. I watched the snowflakes fall upon your eyelashes as you spoke with excitement about our upcoming nuptials. You caught me off guard by throwing a snowball at me and it soon turned into a battle. I chased you through the field until we both fell to the ground laughing. Somehow, you managed to convince me to make snow angels with you. I remember the feel of your chilled lips upon mine.
I took you inside to warm up and danced with you in the sitting room where the fire glowed whilst music of the season played in the background. My parents and Mycroft had come in to watch, though you didn't mind. I thought I would, but I did not. It was most delightful to be open with my love for you. Freeing, even. I will not forget the way you made love to me tonight; so gentle but with so much passion. You are, truly, the most remarkable woman I have ever known. How lucky am I that you are my future wife. Molly Holmes. It not only sounds perfect, but it is a most exquisite sight to behold on paper. I will never stop falling in love with you, honeybee.
Merry Christmas, my darling, I do love you so,
William xxx